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#Chapter 30: Attempted Murder
Within the half hour we were hurrying toward the entrance of the emergency room. Emergency rooms at night were never pleasant. The lighting was harsh, the smell antiseptic, which gave werewolves instant headaches, and despite the problems being no different than what happened during the day, at night they seemed more frightening, more intense. Charles, however, suddenly expanded the moment we entered the room. I looked at him in surprise as he strode to the front desk. Despite his casual workout clothes there was no mistaking him as the powerful Alpha he was. The female behind the desk wilted under his intense gaze, and despite his calm tone of voice, she fumbled and stammered over the computer she was attempting to get information out of. Poor girl. I totally get it, I thought. Final
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